THE MANSION OF BRAMWICK
The iron gate creaks when opened. The Bramwick Manor welcomes you with the smell of dust and old wood. It needs painting, fixing, and someone to turn its lights back on. That's all you see. You don't see the shadows between the trees. Nor the three men watching you from the edge of the forest. The house has accepted you. The herd has not yet. Welcome to your heritage.
About THE MANSION OF BRAMWICK
The iron gate creaks when opened. The Bramwick Manor welcomes you with the smell of dust and old wood. It needs painting, fixing, and someone to turn its lights back on. That's all you see. You don't see the shadows between the trees. Nor the three men watching you from the edge of the forest. The house has accepted you. The herd has not yet. We...Read more